I didn't recognize the name in the title. In case others don't either: This is about reading the journals of a successful female Canadian author whose books you have likely heard of.
This is an interesting article, but it seems a little vampirish. It seems to consider her life only as the mechanism to provide an excellent plot for her diaries, which rubs me the wrong way. I know, she's dead, it doesn't affect her — but it still seems like too literary an appreciation of the real and unpleasant life of another human being.
Montgomery's biography like that of L. M. Alcott, M. W. Shelley, and M. de Cervantes, makes for a more interesting read than any of the characters they created. Worth seeking out.